The smacking sense of a new direction
The smacking sense of a new direction
No fear of the monster
Look at that, how nice it slides
You came in red, you'll leave all red
I have my methods, daddy
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
I need a taste to be convinced
Claim your big prize
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Soft all over
Good thing you like sloppy seconds
Have you met perfection?
Don't you just love mornings?
A match made in throat fuck heaven